Not for those who get their knickers in a knot over political correctness, multiculturalism, and other big words with activist agendas behind them. From a variety of sources and totally politically incorrect or even racist, these jokes do the rounds and are loved by many. It is unfortunate that we have to appear to disapprove of them in public. R. P. BenDedek (www kingscalendar com) Email: rpbendedek@hotmail.com
An Indian, an Arab, and a hot gorgeous blonde girl are in the same bar.
When the Indian finishes his beer, he throws his glass in the air, pulls out his pistol and shoots the glass to pieces. He says, 'In India , our glasses are so cheap we don't need to drink with the same one twice.'
The Arab, obviously impressed by this, drinks his beer, throws it into the air, pulls out his AK-47, and shoots the glass to pieces. He says, 'In the Arab World, we have so much sand to make glasses that we don't need to drink with the same one twice either.'
The blonde girl, cool as a cucumber, picks up her beer, Downs it in one gulp, throws the glass into the air, whips out her 45 and shoots the Indian and the Arab. Catching her glass, setting it on the bar, and calling for a refill, she says,
'In Australia we have so many illegal immigrants that we don't have to drink with the same ones twice.'
' God Bless Australia '
This morning, from a cave somewhere in Pakistan , Taliban Minister of Emigration, Mohammed Omar warned Australia that if military action against Iraq & Afghanistan continues, Taliban authorities will cut off Australia 's Supply of Convenience Store managers, and if this action does not yield Sufficient results, Cab Drivers will be next, followed by Telstra Customer Service Reps, Dole Office Workers and Telemarketers and finally, Queensland Doctors.
This is getting really ugly folks!
A ringer from a huge cattle station in outback Australia appeared before St. Peter at the Pearly Gates.
"Have you ever done anything of particular merit?" St. Peter asked.
"Well, I can think of one thing," the ringer offered. "Once, on a trip to the backblocks of Broken Hill out in New South Wales, I came across a gang of bikies, who were threatening a young shiela (woman). I told them to leave her alone, but they wouldn't listen. So, I approached the largest and most heavily tattooed bikie and smacked him in his face, kicked his bike over, ripped out his nose ring, and threw it on the ground.
I yelled, "Now, back off! Or I'll kick the daylights out of the lot of ya's!"
St. Peter was impressed, "When did this happen?"
"Just a couple minutes ago..."
